Novels by Author Riele

"We have a clear winner! Miss Lily is the winner of the duel" The man shouted again and walked towards Lilly, raising her hands up in a victorious manner.Lilly still couldn't believe what had just happened, her mind struggled to process it.She had won even after losing hope, even when she was on the brink of giving up.She glanced at the sword, eyeing it like it was some type of savior.There was something different about the sword and she knew it.It was just as mysterious as her boss, now she respected him more. It was obvious that Authur knew things that an ordinary human didn't know."That can't be possible," Roshan stood up, his face distorted as he stared at Lilly, pointing an accusing finger at her. "She must have cheated, I caught her cheating. Arrest her for cheating in a serious situation, we can't accept any form of cheating."Lord Bryon whose face was all smiles frowned at his brother's display of stupidity.It was obvious that the young lady had won fair and square and

Rodrigo was livid, his face red with anger as he watched Lilly taunt him like a pathetic child. He felt his temper boiling over, the rage within him threatening to spill out at any moment.Fury consumed him, and Rodrigo rushed forward, his dagger raised in a deadly arc as he swung it toward Lilly.But to Rodrigo's dismay, Lilly was quick on her feet and darted out of the way, her leg lashing out in a powerful kick. She hoped to knock him off his feet, but he remained steadfast.Rodrigo only grew more enraged, seething at the trickery and taunting of his opponent. He was sick of the games, and he was ready to end it all.He was determined to win, to emerge victorious and leave this fight as the only one standing. He would do whatever it took to achieve that goal, no matter the cost."A waste of beauty, you will pay for your insolence!" Rodrigo roared, throwing two daggers in quick succession at Lilly. His fury gave him strength.The daggers flew through the air, spinning with such speed

"Lord Byron, Roshan, and his people have arrived." A young man with honey-blonde hair stood respectfully at the entrance of the door. He dared not look at Lord Byron or his guests in the face so he bowed down his head."How many of them are here?" Lord Byron asked with a hint of emotion, he looked over at Authur and surprisingly his worries were swept away under Authur's serious expression.Grey sighed."Roshan and ten of his abled men, they are at the arena." Grey had been working for Lord Byron since he was little, his parents used to work for Lord Byron but they died in a ghastly car accident.Ever since then, Grey had to live in the Royal house and he was lucky to be one of Lord Byron's trusted swordsmen."Alright, leave." Lord Byron waved him off."May I say something?" Grey intertwined his fingers and looked up to meet Lord Byron's gaze."Go ahead " "I want to participate in this fight," Grey said with the confidence that he never knew he had.He had been friends with Princess

The car came to a sudden halt.Authur collected the phone from her and scrutinized the picture thoroughly."When did this all happen?" He thought to himself. Authur gave a half smile, trying not to think about it. She must have missed him and decided to post a picture of them together."It's a cute picture of us" Author winked at Lilly and then started to drive the car.In less than two hours they arrived at the royal house, where Lord Byron and his daughter lived.The guards were already informed of their arrival so they allowed them in.Authur and Lilly went into a meeting room where they saw Lord Byron and Princess Marie."Welcome Mr. Maxwell, it is a pleasure to meet you again. Take a seat." Lord Byron had a smile on his face, his brow creased when he saw the red-haired lady beside Mr Maxwell, his daughter never told him anything about a lady accompanying Mr. Maxwell.Authur sat down opposite Lord Byron when he saw the confused expression on Lord Byron's face, he explained. "She i

Josephine's eyes fluttered open, her vision was a little bit blurry but it soon became normal."Authur" Josephine called, her eyes scanning the room. He was nowhere to be found.She sighed when she did not see any traces of him. Josephine stood up from the bed with the sheets held close to her body, she was going to look for him in the bathroom but when she checked she got disappointed.On her way out of the bathroom, she saw a note coupled with a meal on the little table that was in the room."I didn't want to wake you up so I left. I also made breakfast for you, the tea will help to ease the pain between your legs especially." She read out aloud and her cheeks flushed, the images from last night flashed before her eyes.He was right, she was feeling a slight discomfort between her legs. Her face turned to the bedsheet and she saw a little drop of blood, her heart fluttered at the sight of it.Lilly on the other hand was holding her mother's hands, after getting the call from the d

"Yes"Josephine stood up, swaying her hips in a seducing way, her heart was beating rapidly and her hands were a little cold.Authur was standing there, he could not take it anymore, all he wanted was to tear her clothes and have her right there.He wanted her to moan his name while buried in deep pleasure. Authur grabbed her by her waist, it was like he had been completely possessed by a demon.He couldn't think straight. Swiftly, he tore the dress on her body with his hand and exposed her in only underwear."Wow!" He muttered, eyeing her hourglass figure and her full round breast."I need to control myself, I will not hurt her," Authur told himself repeatedly.Josephine on the other hand felt her body get hotter, she could feel the wetness on her upper thighs."Do you want this? I can't promise to not hurt you, we can stop before it gets too late." Authur warned in a husky voice, he was trying his best to not break his last thread of restraint."Don't stop even if I say so, I want

"Father-in-law Luther," the older man’s voice cracked. He stood a few feet away with his shoulders slouched, looking smaller than anyone had ever seen him. "I wish... I wish I could bring her back, I really do. But I can’t. I know that now. It's all my fault and i apologize for my past mistakes." His eyes darted from grandfather Luther to Ansel. "Please, just let me prove I’m sorry. I want to be part of this family again. We need to live together as one. I want to be with my children again."The memories came flooding back for him. He remembered the day he had pushed his family out, standing there with his new wife and acting like he had won. He had believed he had everything under control, that with Ansel’s mother’s wealth, he could live a life of luxury. It was only now that he realized how much he had truly lost.If he had been patient enough, he would have gotten to find out that grandfather was a rich man. Even the car behind grandfather cost almost a hundred million dollars.M

Ansel stepped out of the courthouse, the cool breeze of early morning ruffling his hair. The property that rightfully belonged to his mother was finally his again.He could still hear the judge’s voice echoing in his head in a calm but authoritative tone, “The court rules in favor of Ansel Luther, granting him full ownership of the property.”His lawyer had done exactly what Ansel had hired him for. No surprises there. With a lawyer of his caliber, victories like this were highly expected.But the image that stuck with Ansel the most was his stepmother’s face as the verdict was announced. She had fought hard to keep what didn’t belong to her, using every underhanded trick in the book, but now it was over.Another thing that was satisfying, though, was watching his father and stepmother's faces as reality hit them.As Ansel approached the garage, a sly grin tugged at the corner of his lips. He could still see the look of shock and outrage on his father’s face, too. His father's su

The morning sun passed through the tall windows of the courthouse, casting long shadows across the polished floor.Ansel stepped through the door, his polished shoes clicking softly as he walked down the aisle toward the front of the courtroom. He had chosen his outfit carefully, a tailored suit, crisp white shirt, and a dark tie that made him look every bit the man he had grown to become.As soon as he entered, heads turned, including those of his father and stepmother, who were seated across the room.His stepmother's brows furrowed when she saw him, her lips pursing in disapproval. Ansel didn’t acknowledge them. Instead, he walked toward the plaintiff’s seat with a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. The kind of smirk that said he had been waiting for this moment. His father, seated a few rows behind the defense table, leaned over to whisper something to his wife. He noticed how his stepmother hissed under her breath, clearly displeased.‘They think I spent my last

In front of the bar, two bulky bodyguards stood with arms crossed, their eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of trouble. The KKK(Kool kat Klub) Bar had a reputation, and they were there to make sure the wrong kind of people didn’t get in without paying for access.Ansel walked up to the door, handed one of the guards a few bills, and received a curt nod in return. They stepped aside, letting him through without a word. He pushed open the heavy door and stepped inside.The place was exactly as it was rumoured to be. The lights were dim, casting a reddish glow over the room.Music pumped through the speakers, loud enough to make his chest vibrate. Girls in skimpy outfits danced on platforms, their movements drawing the attention of the men partying below with drinks in hand and their laughter filling the air.Ansel wasn’t here for the party. He was here for Kael.He scanned the room, his eyes moving quickly from face to face. Kael had a habit of showing up in his bar.Ansel came pre

The group of men rounded the corner, dragging a bulky, heavy-looking bag between them.Ansel’s instincts kicked in the moment he caught sight of them. The stench of powder still lingered in the air from earlier, and it wasn’t hard to piece it all together. This wasn’t cleaning equipment…it was something far more sinister.The men faltered when they saw him and the guy he’d pinned just moments ago, still on his knees and visibly rattled. Their steps slowed, unsure of what they’d just walked into.Ansel loosened his grip on the man he was holding and pushed him aside, stepping forward toward the group. His eyes flicked to the bag they were carrying.“What’s in the bag?” His voice was steady, calm, but his gaze locked onto their faces, looking for any hint of a lie.The man on the floor stammered again, “It’s… it’s just cleaning stuff, I swear.”Ansel sneered, his patience wearing thin. He wasn’t in the mood for more nonsense. He moved closer, his presence alone enough to make them twitc

★★★On their way back, they passed by the MPK building, its towering structure silhouetted against the darkening sky.The government rewards were secured in his bag. Most notably, the key to the advanced medical equipment he had been given. Ansel leaned back in the car seat, his eyes distant as he recalled his stepmother’s chilling words about his sister.He clenched his fists. But now wasn’t the time to dwell on it. There were more pressing matters at hand.“Anthony,” Ansel said, his voice breaking the silence, “Take me to Grove Street. I need to check on something at the warehouse.”Anthony glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “Are you sure? It’s pretty late.”Ansel nodded, his gaze still fixed out the window. “I won’t be long. Just need to make sure everything’s in place.”It was already late at night, and the streets were quiet. The city’s usual noise had died down, and the dim street lights cast long shadows on the empty roads. They made their way through the dark streets